what a good man

Homework, very sympathetic to the hard work of our students.This Zhang Liang also learns how others assign homework. It’s really good not to learn all the mess... I went to bed without reading a big word, otherwise if I stayed up late and was late for class the next day, the old man will definitely deal with it again. I.

"The art of fencing is an important one of the six Confucian arts. What is the purpose of our swordsmanship?" Zhang Liang looked at us and asked, "Zisi, you answer."

According to the experience I have summed up from the old man Tou Funian, even if you don't know the answer to this question, you still have to hold your neck and raise your face arrogantly, and pretend to be "I know, I know, I know everything." "Understand" expression, it is best to nod thoughtfully with other students' answers, so eight out of ten/nine times Fu Nian will not call you... But this Zhang Liang is a bit hard to say.

"The swordsmanship of Confucianism is bright and upright. A swordsman, the sword is like a person. A gentleman is magnanimous, and the way of the sword is upright. A villain is sympathetic, and the sword goes evil."

"Well." Zhang Liang asked again, "What is the purpose of Confucianism in practicing swords? Zi Cong."

"Practicing swordsmanship is not about being fierce and fierce. The key lies in practicing swordsmanship like training your body, and practicing swordsmanship is like training your mind. If your heart is right, you can cultivate your body and family, and then govern the country and the world."

"What is the key to Confucian sword power? Zizhen."

"Ga?" This is different from what I expected, he should be called Ziming, why did he call me?

"Zizhen, you answer."

... If I don't say something, I will definitely be laughed at by Fatty Mu.

I want to see my son's jokes, Chunqiu Dameng!There are no doors!

"The key to Confucian sword power...that key, to put it simply, is...fast, precise and ruthless!"

"Hahaha, Zizhen is such an idiot, he doesn't even know Xinyada, so he's so ruthless!" Fatty Mu, dare to laugh at me, you and Zhang Liang, I will not let them go!

"What Zizhen said is also reasonable." To my surprise, Zhang Liang rescued me, "The letter of 'Xin Ya Da Zhong' means that the sword is accurate and impartial, which is the same as 'quick, accurate and ruthless'." The word 'quasi' in ' is the same. Da means that the sword will follow the heart, the momentum is as fast as lightning, and the opponent has no room for maneuver, and it is also connected with the word 'quick'."

"Third Master, what about 'elegance'? Elegance means being tolerant and not vicious. This seems to be the opposite of 'ruthless', right?" Fatty Mu was very unconvinced, and seemed to want to compete with me for favor.

In fact, I really don't want Zhang Liang's favor. If Zhang Liang pampers him, I'm happy to see it succeed.

Zhang Liang nodded and said, "Zimu's words are reasonable."

Turning against each other so quickly, this Zhang Liang really has no morals ==

"It seems that Zizhen doesn't have a thorough understanding of Confucian swordsmanship, so I have to help Zizhen after class."

"... Xie Sanshigong." That's bad, it seems that Zhang Liang is still thinking about me, and wants to be alone with me next time, this greedy guy!

But there are still people who are more miserable than me, for example, my brother-in-law, Ziming.

Ziming was sent by Zhang Liang to demonstrate the actual combat with Fatty Mu!This Zhang Liang, I don't know what's going on in his mind, isn't Ziming his new target?Why didn't he protect his new target well.I don't think Ziming is Fatty Mu's opponent.The fat man admired that vicious one, and he got into trouble with us again, how could he let Ziming go?

Before the actual battle, Zhang Liang also pretended to tie the ceremony knot on Ziming's clothes, slapped him in a typical way and then fed a jujube. Poor Ziming didn't know that a sheep is a wolf's mouth, and he grinned foolishly Smile at Zhang Liang.

The battle between Zi Ming and Fatty Mu was a terrible loss.

"Ziming, are you alright?"

"...It's okay." Zi Ming pursed his mouth, very dejected.

"Don't be discouraged, it'll be fine if we win again next time." I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Fatty Mu doesn't have two brushes, and you will be able to abuse him in a few days."

"Ah Zhen." Ziming said softly, "...they only look for Ziyu, they never play with me."

I smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm here, I'll take you to a magical place, a place that those guys never dared to go."

"Really?" Ziming raised his head, his eyes were full of hope.

I froze for a moment.

A picture clearly flashed in my mind.A young boy in white, with some white feathers on his shoulders, straightened his waist, turned his back to the setting sun, raised his head like this, and said to me: "Really?"

The afterglow of the setting sun blurred his face, and I clearly heard the affirmative answer from my boyhood self.

I mean it."

I came back to my senses, looked at Ziming, and nodded firmly: "Really."

Stewed Chicken with Bamboo Shoots

The place I took Ziming to is the most magical place I have found in Xiaoshengxianzhuang so far, the Banzhu Garden.

The environment outside the Banzhu Garden is beautiful, the air is fresh, green bamboos grow everywhere, surrounded by bamboo forests, there is an elegant small wooden house.

"Zizhen, I don't think there is anything magical here?" Ziming looked around curiously.

I took his hand, walked to a hidden place, and said, "Look carefully around the bamboo."

"...It's a bamboo shoot! It's actually a bamboo shoot!" Ziming exclaimed in surprise, and I hurriedly warned in a low voice: "Be quieter, there lives an old man with a strange personality, it is said that he is more terrifying than the old man Fu Nian. Don't mess with him."

"Worse than Grand Master?"

"He only eats children." I explained seriously, and Ziming immediately covered his mouth in fright.

The Banzhu Garden is indeed magical. It is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and there are still delicious bamboo shoots growing here that can only be found in spring.When I saw it earlier, I wanted to pull out some bamboo shoots and go back to an inn to make chicken soup. Today, Ziming is here, so I just have an extra helper.

"Ziming, do you want to eat bamboo shoot stewed chicken soup?" I knelt down and pulled out the bamboo shoots, "Then help me pull out the bamboo shoots, and I will take you to the inn where I live, and make bamboo shoots stewed chicken soup for you to drink."

"Bamboo shoot stewed chicken soup?" Ziming nodded excitedly, "Okay, I like chicken-related dishes the most, especially roasted pheasant."

"Then we can make more, and bring a copy for Ziyu, and Second Master Yan."

"There are three masters!" Zi Ming added.

As soon as I heard Zhang Liang's name, I frowned and refused, "Ziming, you'd better stay away from Third Master."

"Why? Mr. Sanshi is very nice." Ziming was a little puzzled.

"What you see is only the surface." I still find it hard to tell about Zhang Liang's little shit, especially to a simple boy like Ziming.I had no choice but to falter and say: "He...may do bad things to you."

"What's the bad thing? Sanshigong helped me a lot." Ziming still didn't quite believe my words, and retorted in a low voice, "Sanshigong is the one who treats me the best here except Zizhen, you and Ziyu. people."

When he said this, his voice was very soft, but there was a trace of loneliness in his tone that could not be concealed.

I also had this feeling when I was thrown into a carriage by Master and sent to Xiaoshengxian Village.At that time, in addition to the hard work of traveling long distances, there was also the anger of being abandoned, and the loneliness after the anger subsided.I don't think Master will want me anymore, and no one in the world will want me anymore.I don't want to get back my past memories at all.

I just want to find a warm place, plant a few peach blossoms, sleep until the sun rises every day, wake up with wine and meat, eat, drink and bask in the sun all afternoon, take a bath at night and get under the covers... the best There is a handsome and gentle man who warms my bed, tells me dirty jokes before going to bed, and flirts with me for a while.

The best candidate is Yan Lu, but he seems to only speak Confucian classics. I don't want to listen to what Fu Nian said in the morning and have Yan Lu repeat it to me at night. It would be too painful.

"What are you two doing?"

Ziming and I had just dug the bamboo shoots and were wrapping them in his clothes when a red-skinned old man with an angry face walked out of the Banzhu Garden.It should be Xunzi who Zicong once mentioned to me, who has been hiding in the snow for ten years and hasn't shown his face.

The old man Xunzi was very angry and looked at us angrily.Fortunately, he didn't have a thing in his hand, otherwise he would have swung towards us long ago.

"Zizhen, let's run quickly." Ziming picked up the bamboo shoot with one hand and pulled me up with the other, "The strange old man who eats children has appeared."

"No hurry." I blinked at Ziming, then looked at the old man again, put on a respectful face and said, "Returning to Master Xun, the disciple is Zimu under Master Zhang Sanshi, this young man These are Zisi, we are here today to pull some bamboo shoots for Mr. Zhang San."

"That kid Zifang sent you here?"

"No. We decided this matter on our own, and it has nothing to do with San Shigong. Master Xun, please don't blame San Shigong. Disciple saw Zhang Sanshigong sleepy and convincing because he couldn't eat bamboo shoot stewed chicken soup, and described it as a big pain. I can't bear it, so I offended Master Xun and this half-bamboo garden, I'm really sorry."

I lowered my head pretendingly, pretending to be seriously repenting.

"I've known for a long time that Zifang's kid is a foodie, but I didn't expect him to be so greedy! It's ridiculous. I can understand why he wants to convince a girl. After all, he has reached the age of starting a family. Thinking of him actually thinking about this stewed chicken soup with bamboo shoots!... Forget it, you go back, next time I see him, I must scold him hard!"

"Thank you Master Xun." I held Ziming's hand and said seriously, "Zisi, let's go."

"...Yes, Zimu." Ziming followed me for a long time.